As I was sitting outside eating dinner tonight, I noticed some movement by my garage. A swish of a tail. A soft meow. Me, groaning internally.

The cats in my neighborhood are out of control, which does not bode well for a cat-hater like me. For starters, I’m allergic to them… but also, I think cats are just jerks and I want nothing to do with them. So of course they seek out my house. I’ve spent many a night yelling at the cats to run off, but they keep returning.

They don’t normally return in broad daylight and so close to me, though. I had a staring contest with this one, and he (?) took it as an invitation to come closer. He got about as far as three feet away from me when the neighbor’s dog came outside to pee and scared him off.